Under the bleachers

Wow

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Katya
Wow. That just happened. How did I ever think trixie was straight? She has obviously been flirting with me this whole time and that just confirmed it. This whole day has been a dream from the second I woke up. I look over at trixie who is staring up at the clouds and smile knowing that just maybe she could be mine someday. She could be my gorgeous doll and my beautiful princess. She looked at me and her honey brown eyes glowed in the sunlight as I stared into them, she was so beyond belief stunning everything about her was so perfect even with every imperfection. I wrapped my arms around her neck and she hugged my waist with her head tucked against my chest even though we were laying on the hard ground it was so comfortable. It didn't matter where we were. I tangled my hand into her hair and massaged her scalp while she hummed to the song playing on my speaker, she looked up smiled then nuzzled her head into my chest again

"What?"

"Nothing I just missed your face"

I couldn't help but laugh at that adorable answer. "Oh really? You missed my face" I said grabbing her chin and tilting her head up so that she was looking at me "Well I missed yours too. You know else I miss?"

"What?" She asked with a little giggle

"Your gorgeous lips on mine"

"I can fix that" she said leaning in so close that our lips were barely touching, I closed the gap and we began sloppily making out. I bit her bottom lip lightly and swiped my tongue over right after to soothe the pain which earned a faint moan from the girl. She pushed me onto my back from where I was laying on my side and straddled on top of me breaking the kiss to breath as she tilted her head so our foreheads were touching, I giggled a bit and just stared into her eyes with what probably looks like the dorkiest grin on my face "do you wanna just go back to my place now?"

She quickly nodded and I tapped her butt lightly "well then get off me"
She rolled her eyes and stood up giving me a view straight up her dress from where I was laying, I smirked and Trixie looked down and realized what my view was so she jumped away and slapped me on the shoulder when I got up, I laughed again and began packing everything up while she folded the blanket and turned off the music. We headed down the stairs and out of the school to my car and put everything in the back before heading to my house... well my moms house, if me and trixie become a more frequent thing then I will definitely be getting my own house, I don't want to deal with my mom catching me making out with one of her students and I don't think trixie wants to deal with it either.

I placed my hand on trixie thigh as I drove and she held it stroking the back of my hand with her thumb, when we got to the house I hopped out and ran around the car to open trixie door she hopped out and I grabbed the stuff from the back but left the blanket and speaker as well as the blanket and pillows that I put in there earlier, trixie left her guitar in the back as well.

We headed into the house where I put everything away and brought trixie down to the basement which was all mine, right when you got down the stairs and turned there was a king sized bed with black sheets and red pillows with a red bedside table on each side, there was a flatscreen tv sitting on a mantle above an electric fireplace facing the end of the bed, next to the tv there was a door that entered into a big walk in closet that is connected to another room that has my secret art studio. Not even my mom knows I paint and draw so it is very secret. On the other side of the tv there is a small hallway that leads to my bathroom and a big storage room with a little laundry room inside, in the corner next to the bed is a big black leather couch and two red chairs with a coffee table in the middle

Trixie looked around with her mouth a little open "wow this is pretty bougie. Damn." She said as she sat down on the bed
I walked over and turned on the fireplace before grabbing the remote for the tv and sitting in the couch